Divorce
“Hey, can I come in? Me and your dad need to talk to you about something.”
My mother said as she knocked on my door. At the time, I was on my iPad drawing on Procreate. But it sounded different. It was very weird. She sounded… sad. And why did she call dad “your dad” as you've never done that before? What is happening? Then I realized. “Oh it’s happening,” I said under my breath. Then I said out loud…
“Yeah, come in!”I had to say it loud and proud so she wouldn’t know what's going on in my head. And I think I did it.
When I saw her, I could see that she had been crying. Not a small crying but an ugly cry. And after my mom, was my brother. He had no idea what was going on. I wish I could tell him myself but that’s not my story to tell. But once we all got situated, My mom put my father on speakerphone.
“Hey y'all, I’m glad to hear from y'all! But me and your mother have something to say to y’all” My father said when on the phone I could tell something was up. But I already knew what was.
"So y'all know that I am in NYC right now, right?" He said as we nodded our heads. But then once we realized this, we said,
"Yeah."
"And if y'all didn't know, it's to make a relationship work if you both live in different places." His voice started to get lower and less audible to hear. At this point, he was gonna end up mumbling the news. But then he just said it.
"So that means... Me and your mother are getting a divorce. I know that this is a lot to process. So ask any questions you want." I don't have any questions. I want to be left alone so I can cry. But I know well that I don't like crying in front of people. But I couldn't tell them that. So I just sat there, spacing out till I heard Dad talk to me. I hadn't been paying attention and they were getting scared.
"Hey, -----, are you ok? What are you thinking? Let us know what's going on." They both said and I was freaked out so I just screamed...
"Shut Up! Leave Me Alone. Leave My Room!" And the look on my mom's face was so weird and looked so different from what her face normally looked like. She was frightened, scared, and traumatized that her daughter yelled at her for trying to help her understand what was happening. But I was in my world and didn't get the chance to see that face. But then she just left and said...
"Come on Jack, let us give ----- some space so she can be comfortable" my brother followed like the good kid he is. And once I heard that they had gotten far enough away, I started to cry. And I cried and cried for a long time. I think I cried till I fell asleep. But I had school the next day and I was not happy about it. But my mom still made me go.
"You have to go, it's Friday. You have a test today! You need to go." My mom said as she dragged me to the car. I was not having it. But I went anyway because no one doesn't listen to their mom if they don't want to get hurt emotionally.